I'm a wreck
My fingers are all cut up
And ripped to shreds
Everytime I touch something
They sting
as if thousands of pins and needles
Are being stabbed into me
It's all my fault
I've lost control
I was searching for something better
Something quicker
But with more pain
I had the scissors in my hands
I tore the razor apart
Now I feel ashamed
There's no cure for this sorrow
Unless I bleed again
I've lost control
And this time there's no stopping
